Chapter 2: You Don’t Even Want to Call Me Daddy!
After thinking for a moment, Arthur suddenly clapped his hands as if a light bulb had gone off above his head.
"Right! What the hell am I stressing over?"
It had been more than a decade since the original Arthur lived here. His wife and child must have moved out long ago—or worse, gotten themselves killed somewhere in the ruthless streets of Night City. It was entirely possible that the people living in this apartment now had no relation to him whatsoever.
The thought made Arthur breathe a little easier. He straightened his shoulders and walked up to the door, intending to get a closer look.
But the moment he approached, a notification window popped up on the lower left of his retinal HUD:
[Unpaid rent detected. Pay immediately to regain access? Yes/No]
Arthur's mouth twitched violently.
Sure enough, the ghosts you try to avoid will always find a way to grab you by the ankles.
He sighed and muttered under his breath, "If it's a blessing, it won't be a curse. If it's a curse... well, f*** it, I'll deal with it."
Resigned, Arthur clicked Yes.
Almost instantly, there was a click as the electronic lock disengaged. At the same time, his account balance dropped painfully.